When I See Your Name

I don’t like how I feel now when I see your name. I looked for it for so long, but it’s a habit I overcame. But now when I see it, I feel anxious, I feel stress. It takes me back in time several months, I’ll confess. At least my first instinct isn’t to drop…

The Sunday Post: Cords of Attachment and Blessings in Disguise

It’s getting close to my self-imposed deadline for this week’s Sunday Post and I’m still not clear what I’m writing about. Hang in here with me while I figure it out. I had lofty goals for today that included making a new spring recipe with homemade gnocchi. I even thought about baking, maybe taking another…

The Sunday Post: Breathing it All In

It’s been a good week, mostly. I had a rough day earlier this week, missing my dad. I’m not sure how to explain it but the timing of everything that happened last year made it even harder than it would have been to deal with it. Because he passed away just days after finding out…

Mangoes

This week’s bloom about mangoes, along with a recommendation from a friend, as well as today’s daily meditation email, are tied together like the ribbons attached to each of my weekly blooms. They are all encouraging me to separate in order to be strong. I must cut the cord that is holding me back; break…

Passport Photos (Jenny’s Story Continues)

Passport photos, like your driver’s license photo, have a reputation for being awful, but they’re not known for being disruptive. Jenny had been in the middle of her Saturday morning exercise class. There was a break and while she waited for the next song to come up it occurred to her to check to see…